Summary
Other than me, no one in my family was ordinary. My dad was the Executioner. My mom was Lady Red Butterfly. My brother was the Big Boss of an instance. And I was their adopted daughter, the darling of the whole family. After I entered the horror game, the comments all thought I would have my head chopped off by the Executioner’s axe, be brutally dismembered by Lady Red Butterfly, and get torn to pieces by the Big Boss. Things did unfold exactly as they expected. In the dead of night, they slipped into my room, sinister and silent. Then… Lady Red Butterfly put a pair of long johns on me. The Executioner tucked in my blanket. The Big Boss bent down and kissed my forehead. The comments were dumbstruck.